He Sent Me To A Wasteland, Now He Begs Me Back

Synopsis

The day Julian Thorn cast me out of Cirewen, rain poured down in sheets. He wouldn't even let me have a carriage. All he said was, "Going to Birtande as a concubine is the best fate you'll ever get." I crumpled in the mud, begging him to look at me one last time. He never lifted his gaze. Turned and climbed into another woman's carriage. Three years later, Julian came to fetch me. "Do you hate me?" I smiled. "No, I don't hate you." He let out a sigh of relief and reached out to take my hand. "Then come back to Cirewen with me. Let's wipe the slate clean." I stepped back, avoiding his hand. In that instant, all the color drained from his face.